Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

The newborn baby was wrinkled, but after the first few days, she instantly became fair. Now He Yuzhu is a daughter slave. He holds little He Jiaran in his arms every day and can't let her go. He brags about her to everyone he meets.

"Huai Ru, we have to work hard to have a little girl. This Zhu is so annoying that he won't even let me hug Ruyi."

Not only Xu Damao was jealous, but Qin Huairu was also jealous. She was undoubtedly Ruyi's fangirl.

The battle was just about to reach its most intense stage.

"Mom, I want to drink Nene~"

"You little bastard, I really owed you in my previous life." Xu Damao cursed as he was getting dressed under the quilt.

"Okay, Zhiyuan is still young, what does he know? He's hungry, but you won't let him eat."

"Daddy, bad~"

After saying that, he leaned his head into Qin Huairu's arms and went to look for his own job.

Xu Damao was envious of that touch of white, but he could only stare at it. He turned over in disappointment and went to sleep. All kinds of things happened in his dreams.

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In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed. Little He Xiao and Han Jiaran also came to their full-month ceremony. Although there was no big celebration and the family just had a simple meal, it was warm and comfortable.

Everyone prepared gifts for the two little babies. The old lady and Yi Zhonghai were the most generous, giving gifts of either gold or silver, which made He Yuzhu envious.

Seeing that his daughter seemed to like these gold and silver things very much, He Yuzhu directly "grabbed" the things from He Xiao's hand and put them next to Han Jiaran.

"He Yuzhu, why did you take my son's?"

"Xiao'e, you should start from childhood to raise your sons poorly and your daughters well. I am doing this for my son's own good."

Whenever he is talked about, He Yuzhu always has his own twisted reasons.

It’s not that He Yuzhu didn’t have fatherly love for He Xiao. It’s just that he did have some, but not much. At most, he wouldn’t starve and his diapers would stay dry.

At night, the family of four had a rare chance to be alone and enjoy a moment of peace.

Lou Xiao'e, who was feeding Han Jiaran, said with a worried look on her face: "Zhu Zi, am I not a good enough mother? I eat so much every day, and the water I buy is just enough for the two little ones."

Lou Xiao'e's capital was already strong enough, and with He Yuzhu's meticulous care, her milk was already sufficient, but the two little ones could only eat.

Now, whenever Lou Xiaoe hears about breastfeeding, she feels psychological pressure.

"Xiao'e, I'll go out and get some milk powder for our baby these two days. He's getting better and better at eating. You alone can't do it."

"Zhu Zi, I heard that milk powder is hard to make."

"Don't worry, your man is very capable. Let's go to sleep, and leave the milk powder to me."

As long as He Yuzhu said it, Lou Xiaoe naturally believed it 100%. She put the two babies side by side and fell asleep sweetly with a satisfied smile.

He Yuzhu, who was lying on the bed, had his eyes wide open, rolling around.

Feeling irritable, he thought of going to his space to read a book to calm down.

"Hey~ When will this big gift package arrive?"

He Yuzhu thought for a long time before he remembered that this was a gift from System Laoliu.

"Old Six is ​​already an uncle, so the gift he gives to his niece shouldn't be shabby."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to tear open the outer packaging, "Oh~ this is good, this is good, this old six has finally done something useful."

There were twelve cans of milk powder placed in front of him, and He Yuzhu had already figured out how to distribute them.

It's just a matter of you taking one can and me taking one can. In the end, there were eleven cans in front of little He Jiaran's name and a lonely can of milk powder in front of He Xiao.

He Yuzhu felt it was very inconsistent, and without hesitation he took He Xiao's can and placed it in front of He Jiaran's name.

"Well, it's much more comfortable to look at it this way. Boys can just drink some millet porridge or something. It's a waste to drink milk powder!!!"

He Yuzhu was originally quite happy looking at the twelve cans of milk powder in front of him, but when he thought that they could only be consumed for less than a year, his sense of crisis was not much alleviated.

So he decided to have a good sleep and go to get food for his daughter tomorrow.

Early in the morning, Yan Jiecheng, who was woken up from his bed by He Yuzhu, looked at He Yuzhu in front of him with a confused face.

"Jie Cheng, mobilize everyone to collect milk powder coupons for me. This is related to your eldest niece's food rations."

After saying that, he drove away.

"Brother Zhuzi, you are so cruel. You woke me up before six o'clock just to ask me to find food for your daughter. You forgot about your brothers because you had a daughter."

Yan Jiecheng was the first victim. Then Director Zhao of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, Director Yang, Lao Liu of the Meat Processing Factory, and even Lao Cao, who had no idea what raising a child was, were asked to donate by He Yuzhu.

Seeing He Yuzhu's sincere words, he kept saying, "Grandpa, you can't watch your two grandchildren starve."

When several people heard this, their hearts softened. "Whose son is it if you, He Yuzhu, die or not? But when they heard that He Xiao and He Jiaran had no rations, it was not okay. Anyone who had seen it was extremely rare."

So one person promised one can, and the other promised two cans, and He Yuzhu soon reached his small goal for the year.

After running for a whole day, even He Yuzhu, who had amazing physical strength, was exhausted.

Sitting in the office drinking the tea brewed by Ma Hua, I felt for the first time how difficult it is to raise a child.

"Ma Hua, I've been busy with other things recently. I don't think there's anything going on in the cafeteria."

"Brother Zhuzi, it's nothing serious. It's just that workers from other workshops suggested that the canteen chefs be rotated around so that only the third workshop can have good food every day."

"Not bad, these guys are not greedy and don't force me to rotate, otherwise I would be exhausted to death."

He Yuzhu thought that it was unlikely to rotate chefs, but it was still possible to let a few people from other canteens take turns to come and learn. He also took the opportunity to get rid of the annoying Xiaopang and the others, so that out of sight, out of mind.

I, He Yuzhu, am such a petty person. I know you are going to betray me, even though it hasn't happened yet. I can't convince myself to be magnanimous and I feel uncomfortable.

The more He Yuzhu thought about it, the more he felt it was feasible. He went to Yang Weimin's office without even having tea.

"Zhu Zi, Uncle Yang, two cans is the limit I can get you. I can't get more than that."

"Hey~ Uncle Yang, don't leave. I didn't come to you this time for the milk powder."

"You should have told me earlier. Xiao Song has informed everyone that everything is fine and the meeting will not be held."

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes and thought, isn't it just that I asked you to help me get ten cans of milk powder this morning? Why are you so scared?

"Zhu Zi, tell me what's the matter. As long as it's not related to my grandchildren, I will take care of the rest for you."

"Uh~"

"Uncle Yang, I was wondering if the other canteens could exchange personnel with our third canteen on a rotating basis. This would improve our support capabilities."

"You are now at a pretty good level. You even know how to use the word 'communication'. With what you said, the other cafeterias will gain face and money. You have earned a lot of favors."

"It's all thanks to your good teaching, Uncle Yang."

"Stop flattering me. I agree to this matter. It would be better if you stop flattering me. Get out of here."

"Okay~"